Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.
| Gematria | 1586 DR=2 |
|---|---|
| DR | 2 |
| Tesla Score | 3/7 |
| Signature | 1565866 |
| Book | MIC |
| Address | 7:1 |
| Words | 32 |
| Letters | 132 |